Faris Nourallah - Man In The Moon
Do you ever think about the man in the moon
Do you ever think that people thought it was god
Five million miles away, surrounded by stars
Always looking out for us we followed the stars
Long before we had cars
And we looked to the sky
And the man in the moon
But the days went by
And the need to know why
Seemed to coincide with ‘there’s no man in the moon’
Have we came along with all our rocket science
Turning simple things into a labyrinth beast
Have we gained a lot by keeping children’s tales
Have we come that far since the days we followed the stars
Long before we had cars
And we looked to the sky
And the man in the moon
But the days went by
And the need to know why
Seemed to coincide with ‘there’s no man in the moon’
Man in the moon
Do you ever think about the man in the moon
Next: ?
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Morningside
Neil Diamond - Morningside
This is a fantasy.
Pure fantasy.
It’s a dream.
It’s a dream about an old man who dies alone.
And leaves a gift behind.
And it is a fantasy,.
Morningside
The old man died
And no one cried
They simply turned away
And when he died
He left a table made of nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside
“For my children.”
Morning light
Morning bright
I spent the night
With dreams that make you weep
Morning tide
Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For I recall the words an old man sighed
“For my children.”
And the legs they were shaped with his hands.
Ah, and the top made of oaken wood.
And all of the children that gathered around this great table and touched it with their laughter.
Ah, and that was good.
Morningside
An old man died
And no one cried
He surely died alone
The truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph
“For my children.”
Home.
Santos.
Home.
Home.
Home.
Next: Faris.
This is a fantasy.
Pure fantasy.
It’s a dream.
It’s a dream about an old man who dies alone.
And leaves a gift behind.
And it is a fantasy,.
Morningside
The old man died
And no one cried
They simply turned away
And when he died
He left a table made of nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside
“For my children.”
Morning light
Morning bright
I spent the night
With dreams that make you weep
Morning tide
Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For I recall the words an old man sighed
“For my children.”
And the legs they were shaped with his hands.
Ah, and the top made of oaken wood.
And all of the children that gathered around this great table and touched it with their laughter.
Ah, and that was good.
Morningside
An old man died
And no one cried
He surely died alone
The truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph
“For my children.”
Home.
Santos.
Home.
Home.
Home.
Next: Faris.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Little Black Ache
Bishop Allen - Little Black Ache
Chasing my excuses to the end of the night
Tried to make a friend, but it ended with a fight
I don’t know why and I don’t know when
But my keys have found a way to lock me out again
Sleeping on the subway in my interview tie
Wander through the rain, sit and wonder why
Haven’t got a plan, I haven’t got a clue
I’ve only got one lonely thing that’s gonna see me through
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
Lovely little girl, crowded little place
I swear on this old Bible that I’ve never seen her face
She talks like I know what she’s talking about
Somewhere there’s a door that’s got to let me out
Hello, sleepless soul, I’m a’passing on the street
Know that like me you only rest on your feet
I know I had some friends, I can almost hear their names
Now I got one lonely thing and no one left to blame
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
I’ve got my little black ache
I’ve got my little black ache
I’ve got my little black ache
My little black ache won’t fade
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
Next: Morningside
Chasing my excuses to the end of the night
Tried to make a friend, but it ended with a fight
I don’t know why and I don’t know when
But my keys have found a way to lock me out again
Sleeping on the subway in my interview tie
Wander through the rain, sit and wonder why
Haven’t got a plan, I haven’t got a clue
I’ve only got one lonely thing that’s gonna see me through
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
Lovely little girl, crowded little place
I swear on this old Bible that I’ve never seen her face
She talks like I know what she’s talking about
Somewhere there’s a door that’s got to let me out
Hello, sleepless soul, I’m a’passing on the street
Know that like me you only rest on your feet
I know I had some friends, I can almost hear their names
Now I got one lonely thing and no one left to blame
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
I’ve got my little black ache
I’ve got my little black ache
I’ve got my little black ache
My little black ache won’t fade
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
I’ve got my little black ache (black ache) What you got?
My little black ache won’t fade
Next: Morningside
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Anthems
Broken Social Scene - Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you’re all gone, got your make-up on, and you’re not coming back (can’t you come back)
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you’re all gone, got your make-up on, and you’re not coming back
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under my window
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
Park that car, drop that phone…
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you’re all gone, got your make-up on, and you’re not coming back
Next: Bishop Allen.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you’re all gone, got your make-up on, and you’re not coming back (can’t you come back)
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you’re all gone, got your make-up on, and you’re not coming back
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smile in a flash, talking trash under my window
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
Park that car, drop that phone…
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you’re all gone, got your make-up on, and you’re not coming back
Next: Bishop Allen.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Best looking boys
The Promise Ring - Best Looking Boys
By the way I say your name I always know
And, by the way, I always say your name
So, let’s talk about anything
You make up drinks, I’ll make up things
And we’re never boring
‘Cause nobody knows
By the way I say your name I always know
And, by the way, I always say your name
Nothing changes but the words
And the weather, it’s better
And we’ll get older
And we’ll get good
Michael D., David K.
Best looking boys go all the way
Michael D., David K.
Best looking boys go all the way
Michael D., David K.
Best looking boys go all the way
Home is where they hang out
It’s where they go
Best looking boys go all the way
Best looking boys go all the way
Best looking boys go all the way
Best looking boys go all the way
Next: BSS.
By the way I say your name I always know
And, by the way, I always say your name
So, let’s talk about anything
You make up drinks, I’ll make up things
And we’re never boring
‘Cause nobody knows
By the way I say your name I always know
And, by the way, I always say your name
Nothing changes but the words
And the weather, it’s better
And we’ll get older
And we’ll get good
Michael D., David K.
Best looking boys go all the way
Michael D., David K.
Best looking boys go all the way
Michael D., David K.
Best looking boys go all the way
Home is where they hang out
It’s where they go
Best looking boys go all the way
Best looking boys go all the way
Best looking boys go all the way
Best looking boys go all the way
Next: BSS.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Blind song
The Love Letter Band - Blind Song
It’s not the bright things that hurt our eyes
It’s the things we can’t see that make us blind
It’s not the loud things that hurt our ears
It’s the things we can’t hear that make us deaf
It’s not the words that are spoken to us
It’s the words left out that hurt the most
You never said I love you
Next: The Promise Ring.
It’s not the bright things that hurt our eyes
It’s the things we can’t see that make us blind
It’s not the loud things that hurt our ears
It’s the things we can’t hear that make us deaf
It’s not the words that are spoken to us
It’s the words left out that hurt the most
You never said I love you
Next: The Promise Ring.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Summer
Radiogram - Summer Song Summer
My idea of the perfect day
Would be to lie in bed and just melt away
The sun through my window casts its hazy rays
It turns reflections into memories
Another summer song summer
Full of one-hit number ones
Current on the charts
So that I can sing along
All the seasonal behavior
Yeah, the kids come on too strong
Another summer gone summer
But it’s someone else’s song
It’s been so long since we sang, so long
I didn’t know it’d be our one-hit song
We played it every hour all summer long
Until the needle broke under your thumb
Another summer gone summer
Full of one-hit wonder songs
Current on the charts
Still I try to sing along
All the seasonal behavior
Everyone comes on too strong
Another summer song summer
But it’s someone else’s song
My idea of the perfect day
Would be to lie in bed and just melt away
Another summer song summer
Full of one-hit number ones
Current on the charts
Everybody sing along
All the seasonal behavior
I’ve been coming on too strong
Another summer gone summer
But it’s someone else’s song
Next: The LLB.
My idea of the perfect day
Would be to lie in bed and just melt away
The sun through my window casts its hazy rays
It turns reflections into memories
Another summer song summer
Full of one-hit number ones
Current on the charts
So that I can sing along
All the seasonal behavior
Yeah, the kids come on too strong
Another summer gone summer
But it’s someone else’s song
It’s been so long since we sang, so long
I didn’t know it’d be our one-hit song
We played it every hour all summer long
Until the needle broke under your thumb
Another summer gone summer
Full of one-hit wonder songs
Current on the charts
Still I try to sing along
All the seasonal behavior
Everyone comes on too strong
Another summer song summer
But it’s someone else’s song
My idea of the perfect day
Would be to lie in bed and just melt away
Another summer song summer
Full of one-hit number ones
Current on the charts
Everybody sing along
All the seasonal behavior
I’ve been coming on too strong
Another summer gone summer
But it’s someone else’s song
Next: The LLB.
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